I realized that Chapter 6 and Chapter 7 weren't saved on my External Hard-drive, so I simply copy pasted them on to word.
A BLU Haired Medic - Chapter 6
Everyone slowly walked into the Cafeteria, Soldier continuing to shout out orders to the line, everyone tired from the run Soldier forced upon them. However, they were thankfully greeted by plates filled with omlettes, left behind by Sniper. Soldier as well again used this moment to continue his assertion of authority by ordering that their performance running would mean what order they would eat, with Soldier always getting the first plate despite not running at all.
"Whoo! That means I get first dibs!" Scout cheered, picking up his plate, the Soldier smiling.
"You earned it, son, now eat your victory!" Soldier said, patting Scout on the back before letting him go to the dining tables.
Soldier then returned back to his clipboard, seeing who was next on the list. Seeing the next name made Soldier grumble.
"Recruit!" Soldier pointed at Ami then pointed towards the table, "Get your breakfast and leave my sight already!"
"Hai!" Ami said, bowing down and grabbed a plate from the table, sitting down next to the Scout, the Scout rapidly eating the omlettes on his plate.
"I didn't know that'cha could run so fast, Ami, you even ran faster than the Doc," Scout said through his eating, "Why, ya'd run as fast as me if ya kept at it."
"Oh no, I would never be able to run as fast as you, Scout-San, I was nearly out of breath and you didn't even look tired," Ami said, honestly surprised at how quickly the Scout could run, seeing him overlapping most of the team at least twice, except for the Medic and herself.
"Well, yeah, its my job, running fast, place to place, charging through the front-lines and capping points..." Scout said, laughing a bit before coughing a bit, spitting out some of his Omlette that got stuck in his throat.
Medic was next to join Scout and Ami for breakfast, the older man adjusting his spectacles a bit before sitting down, slowly beginning to eat, using both his knife and fork to cut the Omlette into many small pieces.
"Gutentag, Miss Mizuno, I vas surprised at your performance out there," Medic said, his gaze still focused on eating his Omlette, his style of eating much more refined compared to Scout's way, who had just abandoned the silverware and began using his hands to tear through the Omlette. "Oh yes, I apologize in advanced for not saying who I am, as a few of us has already taken the liberty of saying. I am called ze Medic."
"Ohayo gozaimasu, Medic-San. By that name, I would guess that you are the head doctor here?" Ami said, inquiring about the Medic's professional placement in the BLU base.
The Medic groaned, "I am ze ONLY Doctor here, such a vord being quite a compliment for vhat I do here..." The Medic then pointed his fork at Ami, a bit of Omlette still stuck on it, "Let me ask you, Miss Mizuno, vhy are you here?"
Ami gave Medic a short stare, a little confused at why Medic would ask her such a question, "Isn't this the Builders League United medical training facilities? I assume with all of their logos here, I was assuming it was the right place."
The Medic now realized what was going on, 'So BLU did zend her here zhen... but vhy lie to her about zis being a medical facility? Unless...'
The Medic felt a tap on his shoulder, turning around and seeing that the Spy was beckoning to come with him.
"I have a few words to speak with you..." Spy said, looking at Ami for a moment before returning his gaze to Medic, "It is of a matter of most importance."
Medic, looking towards Ami and then back at Spy, nodded.
"I'm sorry, Miss Mizuno, but I vill have to answer your question later, ja?" Medic said, and without waiting for a reply, took his plate and followed Spy, the two of them moving further away from the rest of the team, the Soldier too busy scolding the Heavy for being so slow to pay attention to the two men.
Sitting down, the Spy quickly reached into his pocket and took out the translation of the flier they had earlier, handing it over to the Medic. The Medic looked over the paper and sighed.
"It iz all so clear now..." The Medic said, shaking his head, "But vhat vould our employers get out of having an inexperienced fraeulein be trained for vhat we mercenaries have spent most of our lives doing?!"
The Spy nodded, scratching his chin, thinking out the possibilities. "Well, maybe there's something special about that girl that BLU knows and maybe with a bit of examination we could figure out."
"Like the reason vhy ze fraeulein has blue hair?"
"Like the reason why she has blue hair."
The Medic then turned towards Ami Mizuno, staring at her blue hair, scratching his head, "It can't be natural... can it?"
"Who knows... if it is, then maybe that could lead us into more why BLU has given us this young woman..."
Medic leaned back into his chair, sighing again, no longer interested in eating, "Vell I'll entertain ze idea of training this fraeulein into becoming a doctor, but she vill be very displeased once she understands ze true nature of our work..."
"Well, doesn't that remind me of another young, aspiring doctor who came here several years back and was sickened by what he saw but realized that he would have to get used to it as there was no turning back once he began his training..."
"Ja... it does..." The Medic then slowly stood up, slowly shaking his head, "I vill train ze young fraeulein zen... but don't be surprised if she ends up trying to kill herself..."
Spy shrugged, taking out a cigarillo from his disguise kit, lighting it quickly and taking in a quick breath before exhaling the smoke. "Once she's in the matrix... she'll have no choice but to continue..."
The Medic scratched his chin, thinking about Ami, 'If BLU does really think that girl is different to really bring her over here... I fear she might already be...'
Hurray for me butchering the German AND Japanese languages in one chapter.